Fortunately, the black-robed man threw down a painting when he ran away, the picture quality is very wonderful, a phase is cut, a place is painted on it, the title is also very abrupt, 'Xue Shen Mountain' a few big characters are quite cursive luck, in the mountain scenery in the painting. The painting is not tied as a tie, and the picture is poor in the fallen leaves in the blood forest.

"Looks like we're going to come here to rescue my brother. Lingqiao said helplessly.

"The Snow Mountain is a hundred miles away from here, and we can't figure out the location, even if we do, there are so many dead spirits and monsters on the mountain, and they will be eaten by them before they arrive. Yu Fan said helplessly.

As the two argued, the painting gradually straightened, like a grass-white dough, rippling in the air without control. The snow-capped mountains in the painting have a faint ghost, and gradually seem to be coated with a layer of stone blue powder, the stone blue and ink are dyed, the muddy brush is successful, there are blue birds soaring, the snow-capped mountains are silvery, and the ring light shines, all reflecting the steep snow-capped mountains.

A few gusts of desolate wind blew onto the painting, blowing the scenery on the painting gradually clear, like an old man disappearing from the world in the loneliness of ignoring it. The snow-capped mountains disappeared, but the shadows of the lights appeared. The mountain wind mixed with a little moisture, blowing people's skin was cold, Lingqiao and Yu Fan scratched their faces, and felt that the mountain wind was full of barbs, choking their eyes, and before they could fix their eyes, there was a waxy jade hand behind the lamp shadow, and his hands were covered with gold threads, as if he was manipulated by spells.

Fireflies flowed through her body, only to see that it was a female puppet with a Luo shirt close to her body, a female puppet with a treasure belt wrapped around her waist, her cheeks were clotted, in fact, it was a cinnabar red mark, her black hair hung down to the ground, whipping away the fallen leaves, she snorted and swallowed the bloody and rancid air in the snow forest, as if there was life, in Yu Fan's limited cognition, this should belong to a kind of evil spell weaving, the principle is just to dry the child's corpse, remove the bones and muscles, inject the scattered demon spirits, pull the golden spirit thread and tie it in the heart knot, to achieve remote and precise control.

This female doll is about three feet tall, jumping and jumping to Yu Fan's side, the palm of her hand is the size of a fist-sized pear blossom white flame, although the fire is shining, but the palm of her hand contains the qi of the three yin, coupled with its own Moro phase, the bright light emitted when the spiritual power is urged to cover all the light of the fireflies, a light like a boat, exposing the lungs and burning hearts, Oh, this flame is gradually blown cold by the desolate wind in the dragon blood forest, the candlelight is faintly beating in the forest, the dark dragon blood forest is flickering and dark, reflecting the fierce pupils like a broken bead keeps turning.

Perhaps impatient, the prisoner stood up and roared wildly at the doll pulling the strange flames, saliva splashed on the doll's face with the spurting air, and the doll only squeezed the evil smile on the cheeks the size of the jujube pit, and there was nothing else to do. The lights were getting brighter and brighter, and Ling Qiao and Yu Fan couldn't open their eyes, and they were even a little uncomfortable.

Lingqiao, as a cat demon, saw that the skin of the man next to him also became transparent, and a dense blood vein appeared in an instant, and then the blood veins disappeared under the action of the light, leaving only bones, and the bones disappeared after a while. The whole person completely disappeared from the dragon blood forest, and Ling Qiao looked at himself and found that his body was also undergoing the same change.

When it jumped up and pounced on the puppet who was floating in the air and jumping with her feet, her body was like a cruising air, passing through its claws. In other words, this doll has no quality or quantity, and although it can be seen, it should not exist in this world. The prisoner became even more furious, its body hair burst like stars, its eyes were open, staring at its target, its tail was like a whip, and the poisonous snakes that were about to come out of the dragon's blood hole were shattered.

After a while, the female doll also disappeared into the painting and disappeared into the blood forest, and the next moment, the fireflies flowed, the spiders knotted silk, and everything in the dragon's blood forest was as usual.

Yu Fan and Lingqiao's bodies are like reeds' boats being absorbed into another world. They fell to the sleeping tree in the new world together, broke several branches from top to bottom, and rolled down the slope a few times when they fell to the ground, Yu Fan subconsciously protected Lingqiao's head to prevent her from being injured.

This sleeping tree is a common plant in the Snow God Mountain, belonging to the coniferous wood, at this moment, it is the cold season of the Snow Mountain, the leaves at this time are like exploding crystals, and they are broken when touched. This tree is not found anywhere else, but here, scattered little by little on the snow-capped mountains, hiding the deep white color of the snow-capped mountains, shining in the sun.

When Ling Qiao and Yu Fan got up from the ground, they didn't care about admiring the so-called beauty, they were more concerned about where this was and why they came here.

In fact, they are more concerned about whether there is a warm place to stay on this vast snow-capped mountain, and now the wind and snow are coming like a desert shadow, and they can't hide from it. The two of them could only dig a snow cave to prepare for temporary shelter. Fortunately, God favored him, Yu Fan found a hard thing when he was pouting his ass and digging a pit, at first he mistook it for a treasure, but the object was sleek and untouchable, which aroused his curiosity, and when he continued to dig, Lingqiao reminded him that it should be a snail-shaped thing. The two remembered what Shen Tuxue said, could it be that this is the tomb of the people of the Snow Mountain?

To be exact, this is the skeleton of the human spirit in the snow mountain after being alienated by the spirit remains, it seems that what Shen Tuxue said is true, since this is the case, then the death sacrifice spirit she said in her mouth, the monster should be true, Yu Fan thought of this, and couldn't help but feel a little afraid in his heart, he has always respected the dead, but at present, he is hungry and cold, and first solves the problem of cold, so he did not listen to Lingqiao's persuasion to continue digging, and took out the corpse that had been weathered and shriveled in the snail, this dry corpse is very light, and the proportion of the body is not as big as the head, and the head is the same size as that of ordinary people. He threw the dead body on a sleeping tree, breaking the long hanging of snow.

In order to facilitate the ability to climb the snow and scratch the holes, these creatures more than ten inches long have long limbs, sharp webbed fingers, and a clear posture, light crystal snow light, if it is not the reflection of the light under the snow sun, it is really impossible to tell what animals are crawling on the snow, but the only failure is that their viscera and intestines are transparent and visible, and even the mayflies in their stomachs can be seen, and the intestines have been soaked in acid and have long shrunk into curls. Such a creature is very unappetizing at the sight of it. There was no food to draw from, so it was important to find a place to escape the cold.

"It's disrespectful to the dead like this, people die greatly, isn't it good for you to do this?" Ling Qiao squatted down and patted Yu Fan's body, as if to stop him.

Yu Fan continued to be busy, the breath in his mouth was beating in the shiny air reflected by the snow, his tone was hurried and impatient, "I don't do this is the biggest disrespect for you, you just treat this deceased person as a good deed, besides, you think about it, the two of us came to this ghost place inexplicably, and I saw this ghost thing inexplicably, the weather is cold, and we didn't freeze to death inexplicably, if we want to figure everything out, we must survive." ”

"Seeing that you are so skillful, it seems that you have not seen this kind of thing less. Lingqiao said a little teasingly.

"Well, my brother and I have been in the world for many years, and we still have survival skills, alas, it's a pity, if this snail is not a dry corpse but a delicious ......"

"Don't talk about it, it's disgusting to listen to!"